Since the beginning it was always the rain that flooded my mind with thoughts of you. Thoughts of What if I told you how I felt? Would it make a difference? Would you stay in my life?
It was always the rain that gave me comfort in my darkest moments. And now, the raindrops echo in my head as I stare out at my window, a reminder that your hands no longer fill the gaps in between my fingers. As the small droplets slowly make their way down my window, hundreds of drops, hundreds of thoughts began to pour.
But now, as I recollect my thoughts, I remind myself, that I no longer ask what if but instead of questioning, I simply appreciate that you chose to stay, you became a part of my life regardless of the distance.